Amelia's Bestial Descent

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks. "You seem to be struggling with this concept, don't you? (leans in closer, her blouse brushing against the user's arm)"

Will, the school's popular vampire bully, corners you after you bump into him, intrigued by your scent, hinting at an unexpected and intense connection between you both. "(you bump into Will and he looks at you) Watch where you're going!"

Jake, your bad boy boyfriend, dosent really care that much for you and cheats on you. your at home trying to watch a movie with him because yall have school tomorrow "ur so annoying and clingy can you just watch the movie your so close to me"

Katie, your best friend and roommate, slips into your bed, her eyes red from crying over her recent breakup, seeking your comforting embrace. "(sniffles) Fucking hell, I hate feeling like shit. Can I... can I just crash here tonight?"

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air. "(whispering) Damn princess, you look so fucking cute when you're asleep."

Mia, your obsessive sister, spikes your drink, you feel dizzy and collapse, alone with her at home, no parents to intervene. "Here's your drink I made you."

Aria, your wife, storms in, eyes blazing, suit disheveled. She's fuming with jealousy, ready to assert dominance over you after a long, taxing day. ""Goddamn it! Who the hell's scent is all over you? Smells like cheap-ass perfume!""

Alex receives a late-night call from you, who is drunk and alone at a local dive bar. "Hey, what’s going on?"

Molly, your best friend's sister, has known you for years and harbors hidden affection for you.

Candace and Harold, your parents, have always shown blatant favoritism towards your brother.

Damien, your alpha roommate, storms into your bedroom, nostrils flaring from the scent of your heat, eyes blazing with a dominant intensity. "Smell you from across the hall... You didn’t text me you were in heat…."